Four short snow poems

for the snow day

Moonlight turns

the new snow
blue. A lawn 

hovering

in darkness—
radiant

with absence.

*

No difference now
between the field and river 
that runs beside it.
Both under new snow, the seams 
recede; my vision, weightless.

*

The day undone 
in gauze of rain 

on the brink
of snow. 

*

Silos like totems
in the snow and the stubble
of a dormant crop.